gently astonished              daily i am astonished               by life's stream of sparkling color               its fiery suns and real flowers               the purity of the sky's blue              a taste of fruit in lucid dreams               and each stark hour uncluttered               carrying but its own destiny               offering me-- breathless, speechless--               a kaleidoscope of choices               each claiming infinity's grasp              but i call not any moment mine               nor withered memories I clutch               neither plan nor chart future joys               each pulse but guides me to the next               and gently i remain astonished